Bam! Bam! Bam!
Pounding my head.
From the words I said.
Scrape! Scrape!
Of the knife against my skin.
This double edge,
Squeezes and spills,
Red tears that I shed.
I weep and seep,
The tears in my sleeves.
Of the deed I've done,
I surely want to run.
Away. Away. Away.
To find a place to stay,
Hiding and crying,
My very best.
My pain,
Is keeping me sane.
From this game,
That came.
I need someone,
To hold me,
To guide me,
To beside me,
Help me.
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